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“Oh, no, I couldn’t –” Daniel replies, laughing, embarrassed. “Please,” she pouts and my mouth falls open a little bit at how bold she is. “It would be so rude of you to deny me –” Daniel, faced with insulting who I assume is the daughter of a Russian mob boss, shrugs and complies, stepping…

Instead, I wrap my arms around his neck, half for balance, half for – Fuck, because I want him to kiss me – I feel my lips part as I close my eyes, giving in – But then I feel Ivan flinch and almost drop me as I hear a woman’s cold laugh ring out….

“Just…go inside, Daniel,” Kent replies, clearly keeping a leash on himself. I feel my anger flare up inside me again, apparently wanting something to latch onto, anything. Why the hell is Kent being mean to Daniel? Daniel, after all, was perfect tonight. I open my mouth to say something but Daniel just takes my arm…

“God damn it, Fay,” Kent bites out, taking a step towards me, even more livid now than he was when he summoned me down here. “What, Kent,” I seethe, my voice low and slow as I close the distance between us so that there’s just inches between our chests. I glare up at him, inviting…

“Fay,” Daniel sighs frustratedly, shaking his head at me, “I’ve said it before – we could be so good together –” “What about Jerome?” I ask, looking up at him, my expression serious. “It’s not fair to Jerome either.” Daniel freezes for a second, staring at me – honestly, as if he’s never thought about…

“Why does that make sense?” I ask, sitting down next to him and taking a sip of my drink, not really tasting it. “Because,” Daniel says, grimacing a little. “That ring has…more history than we’ve told you before.” “What?” I breathe, my eyes going wide. I look down at the ring again, shocked. “Is it…

“Yup,” Jerome says, nodding slowly. “Apparently, he and Kent were having a fight when Kent dropped the bomb about knowing that Daniel is…Daniel. And that fight was largely about you, and wherever you went with Ivan, and Kent letting you go. And Daniel went to his room for a little bit to cool down, and…

Daniel takes a deep breath then and sits up as well, grabbing his own fork. “Whatever you say, Fay,” he murmurs, digging in as well. Daniel and I eat quickly and in silence, but as we do I can sense a shift in the energy between us. I know, somehow, that after a few minutes…

Natalia nods sharply, still holding my gaze. “We will teach you to cook,” she says, folding her arms over her chest deliberately, “like a real Italian woman, before you marry my godson. He needs a good wife.” I smile a little, intimidated, and then nod, agreeing to her terms. But honestly, the last thing I…

A few hours later, I find myself yawning, my eyes drooping. I look around, hesitant, realizing that the whole day has passed without word from Kent. But…he did tell me not to go. So, with a little shrug, I make my way back to the bed, leaving the little fire on to light the room…